War garbage collection system

The main assassination mission tonight has been completed. Another mechanical voice came into Han Xing's mind:

[Congratulations to the host, you assassinated a fake military strategist in one night, and killed more than 100 people in total. This system rewards you with 20,000 primary healing potions! ]

"Great, now I have more primary healing potions.

It's a pity that these good medicines can only be used on my brothers in life and death."

[Host, you are the one who is cowardly. Don't mention the primary healing potion given by this system. ]

"Haha! Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, you must keep a low profile!

Um, what, I still have a lot of war trash that I haven't picked up yet, this was given to me by the leader of the Tiger Gang."

He quickly changed the subject, got on Li Tiezhu's bicycle, and began a sweep of the entire city.

At 6:30 in the morning, the Korean star, who had made a lot of money, grinned and looked so cute.

At this time, it was Wang Yeting who was riding the bicycle. After five brothers took over the relay, he pedaled the bicycle continuously, and the speed was not slower than that of a car.

At this time, Han Xing had returned from the center of the provincial capital to the suburbs of the provincial capital.

Of course, he killed quite a few ruffians and puppet soldiers along the way, mainly those gang leader's cronies who were still guarding the warehouse.

The most profitable things for the Tiger Gang are probably: opium dens, casinos, dance halls, nightclubs, brothels, and of course the most profitable grain stores and high-end hotels.

In fact, what Han Xing didn’t know was that the leader of the Tiger Gang who just died was actually a fifth-generation gangster. Unlike the second-generation gangsters, their gang has been passed down for five generations.

After nearly 100 years of hard work, the huge wealth earned has now been taken over by Korean stars.

The opium in the large warehouse was exchanged by the system for: 40 grams of sarin gas, which is a powerful weapon that can kill Japanese devils!

They have already arrived at the suburbs of the provincial capital, and Han Xing has no plan to go back. He is too tired, and what he urgently needs is rest.

So he went back to the royal manor space to have breakfast, wash up and go to bed.

While our protagonist, Han Xing, was sleeping soundly, a discussion was taking place in the Japanese headquarters.

At 8:30 in the morning, Chief of Staff Naoichi Matsuzaki hurriedly opened the office of Commander Takada Toshima, bowed and reported as soon as he entered the door:

"Oh no, Commander, I'm afraid the pseudo-military division establishment ceremony that was to be held today cannot be held."

"What? Bageyalu, what is going on? Explain it to me clearly."

"Commander, all those fake military division members mysteriously disappeared overnight."

"What? How is this possible? Matsuzaki-kun, are you kidding me?"

"Commander, I'm really not kidding. If you don't believe me, ask the people below. I came to report to you as soon as I received the report."

"Damn it, these Chinese pigs have no credibility at all, and I gave them so much money.

Baka, get out of here, you bunch of dishonest villains, scum, idiots, social scum..."

Commander Takada swept everything on the table to the ground, turned around, pulled out his command knife, and chopped the table desperately.

"Commander, please calm down. Now, what should we do?"

"What to do? Let it sit!

Adjutant, please investigate this carefully and find out what is going on.

Also, please call the chief of the Special High Section and the chief of the Mei Agency over to me. I have something to tell them to do.

Now, my good chief of staff, please tell me carefully and in detail how these despicable villains did it?

What do they think?

Now, where are they?

Where have their families gone?

Any clues?"

After venting his anger, Commander Takada slowly calmed down and began to instruct his adjutant who had just come in to watch to do things. At the same time, he asked his chief of staff to recount the entire incident of the mysterious disappearance.

"Commander, here's what happened. When I got up today, the soldiers below..."

"Yoshi, Matsuzaki-kun, how can you be sure that they escaped and were not assassinated?"

"Commander, this is very simple. Who do you think can kill so many people quietly overnight?

That’s why I think they just ran away. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain.”

"Yoshi, Chief of Staff, your analysis makes sense. So, what do you think we should do?"

"I think we should investigate these despicable people and set up a special task force to investigate them.

Once we find any clues about them and where they are hiding, we will send troops to annihilate them. Anyone who dares to play tricks on our imperial army deserves death."

"Yoshi! Mr. Matsuzaki, your method is very good. I will do it according to your method in a moment.

By the way, what do you think about the headquarters' request to establish a pseudo-military division? "

"The headquarters has a far-sighted vision. This strategy of using dragons to rule dragons is indeed very wise. I will absolutely obey the headquarters' decision. I personally..."

"Okay, Matsuzaki-kun, you know that's not what I meant. I just want to hear your true feelings. Can you help me analyze what I should do?"

"Well, Commander, I think you should contact the Mei Agency of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Those people there are the best at bribing and recruiting the traitors of Longguo."

"Yoshi, Matsuzaki-kun, what you said makes a lot of sense. Can you tell me more about it?"

Commander Takada, with a smile on his face, looked at Chief of Staff Matsuzaki in front of him.

Chief of Staff Matsuzaki, who was feeling bitter, looked at his superior helplessly, put away his perfunctory attitude, and answered seriously:

"Your Excellency Commander, you see, there is more than just the Tiger Gang in this provincial capital. How many other gangs are willing to serve our great empire?

Besides, there are plenty of bandits around our provincial capital. As long as our great empire has enough capital, there won’t be too many traitors willing to serve as puppet soldiers.”

It is true that a higher-ranking official can crush one to death. You have no choice but to be a scapegoat. This is the sadness of being a subordinate.

"Yoshi, Matsuzaki-kun, we think alike. Wait a minute, when the Special High Section and the Ume Agency come, we'll do it your way. I support you!"

"Ha! I will do my best and will not stop until my death."

Commander Takada, with a smile on his face, looked like Amitabha Buddha at this moment.

He felt that the collective disappearance of puppet troops was handled very well, and the Tai Chi was also performed very well.

Looking at Chief of Staff Matsuzaki, whose mouth was twitching in front of him, Commander Takada felt relieved. I asked you to cause trouble for me and report news to me that I don't like.

More than 10,000 Chinese died or escaped. What a big deal. They were just cannon fodder. Is it worth me knowing about it? What a stupid chief of staff. He doesn't know what he is talking about!

Thus, this mysterious incident was defined by Commander Takada, and there was no need to block the city gates or conduct a city-wide search.

This is nothing special, just because you are afraid of trouble!

In fact, no matter in which era or in which country, senior officials do not want to get involved in such mysterious trouble.

The way they deal with things is usually to make a big deal out of a small matter, and the best thing is not to know about this kind of thing.

Of course, Commander Takada is no fool. He will definitely send his trusted aides to continue the investigation.

However, he would not cause a big uproar in the city and cause panic among the lower-level soldiers!

On the surface, he would certainly pretend that nothing had happened, but secretly, he would pay more attention to it.